On-going Saga

Yep, we've got an on-going saga 'round here.  It's been a few months now and still no resolution.  Let me fill you in.  Do y'all remember Mad Dog?

When he was a weanlin', we had to rope, tie and drag him into the trailer to get him out of the pasture.  Not the sweetest bull calf around.

So we put him with the other weanling bull calves on a lease pasture with the rent-a-husband's weanling bulls. We had decided to share the lease with him cause it was really good grass.  Plus we needed some place to put the young bulls for about a year.  BUT, the lease is over two hours away from the house.  Not convenient to check.  Rent-a-husband checked on them for us many times.  A few months back, when he went over, there was one missing....you guessed it....Mad Dog.

The husband started calling the neighbors.  No one had seen him.  We got in touch with everyone but one.  The husband left him many messages on many numbers.  No return call.  Several weeks passed.  Husband tried again and FINALLY spoke to the man.  He said Mad Dog was on his place with his cows.  He'd been there for awhile.  He thought he belonged to another neighbor but hadn't bothered to ask around or call anyone.  Okay...  The husband told him he had been leaving messages for him.  He stated he never got any. Okay...The husband asked if he could make arrangements to pick him up.  The man said yes.  Then he asked what place the bull came from.  The husband told him who we were leasing from.  The man's tone changed immediately.  He did not like the land owner.  He told the husband he would be there Tuesday morning and he could pick him up then.  The husband asked the man if he could make other arrangements for the weekend cause he works during the week.  Husband may not be able to find anyone to go get him then....The man hung up on the husband!

So we couldn't find anyone to go get him that Tuesday.  The husband has tried calling the man over and over and over.  He won't answer his phone or return any calls.  The husband brought all the other bulls from the lease home.  While over there, he spoke to another neighbor.  He told husband to call another landowner.  He thought he had a gate into the butthead neighbor's place.  We could just go thru his gate and into the man's pasture.

We had come to the idea that we were going to get the Sheriff involved since the man wouldn't return our calls.  We would tell the Sheriff we were going onto his land and getting our bull.  Mad Dog is branded thankfully.  And I have pictures of him to prove he is our's.  Thing is, you can't just go load Mad Dog up.  We will most likely have to dart him. (So we weren't real worried that the man would load him up and take him to the sale barn or something.  Cause he would be way too hard to catch. The only plus about it being Mad Dog that was out.)


THEN the husband spoke with the neighbor that has a gate into mean neighbor's pasture.  This neighbor said he had been trying to get in touch with butthead neighbor too.  He won't return his calls either!  So he said he would try to get the bull in his pasture.  He was needing a bull to breed his cows.  The husband told him if he could get the bull over, he could use him as long as he needed.  The husband said he was really nice.  He's gonna call this weekend to let us know if he was able to get Mad Dog.  Fingers crossed he can get him into his pasture.

I'm just wondering what happened to being neighborly.  Some people still have it but some never had it!